"After this period of time, we should really talk to them." Jiang Jian smiled unkindly.

The two were dissatisfied that they kept it from them and didn't tell them, but they could understand it, but understanding doesn't mean they won't settle with them!

"Indeed! Qin Feiyang's having children made my parents start to urge me." Peng Yue was a little worried and vomited bitterness.

His parents knew that he had a good relationship with Qin Feiyang, Jiang Jian and Princess Jiang. When they knew that Qin Feiyang had such a big child, they almost clapped their hands. Of course, this clapping was not Schadenfreude, but really happy and envious.

If their son could come back with such a big baby now, the old couple would jump up happily.

"Cough!" Jiang Jian patted his shoulder in sympathy.

"When do you think it will be over?" Jiang Jian asked him.

"Hard to say." Peng Yue shook his head.

"If the guidance is good, it will be over soon. By the way, you can circle a wave of powder with your baby and go up another layer. If... The consequences are unimaginable."

Jiang Jian also became silent.

Relying on the baby to achieve Jedi counterattack is really feasible. Because of this, the program team came to the live studio to watch the baby one after another.

[this little cute is Feiyang's baby? Sure enough, it's in the same mold as Feiyang.]

[fortunately, the child is not like his mother, otherwise he will be black all his life!]

[milk baby, come to aunt's arms! Super good baby, who can help Princess Jiang and is very considerate ~]

The next day, the task arranged by the program group is that temporary parents take their children to the nursing home to accompany the orphaned and widowed elderly. They need to prepare a program. Each parent should take their children out. At that time, the elderly will vote according to what they like!

Distribute today's ingredients according to the result of the vote.

"Show?" the car shouted.

He's a little scared. He can act. After all, this is his job. What program is he performing

"What does Mr. Lin want to perform?" Roy asked Lin feiran.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Lin Fei shook his head.

"I read it when I took the art test! I can't sing or dance! I can't do anything."

The car looked at Ann and looked at him.

Looking at the cool boy standing there, the car opened its mouth: "Ann, what program do you want to perform?"

Ann glanced at him, which was full of disgust and contempt.

"Dance!" two words jumped out of his mouth.

"Dance... Dance?" the car trembled and looked at Ann.

"Can you dance?" he was a little hard to imagine Ann wriggling, lifting her crotch, kicking her legs, bending over and twisting her ass

"Of course!" Ann seemed dissatisfied_ The car would ask such a stupid question.

"That's hard for you." the car burned a guilty smile.

"Together!" Ann didn't give him the chance to refuse.

"I won't!"

"I'll teach you."

Concubine Jiang looked at their conversation with interest.

"What do you dance?" she asked the point.

"Hip hop dance." Ann answered with a cold face.

"Hip hop dance." Princess Jiang nodded to show that she knew.

Good hip-hop dance, good hip-hop dance. The car was relieved. At least hip-hop dance looked cool. He also looked forward to it.

Later, he realized that it was not the same thing to look good and jump well! I fell all over. I don't know how many times. I only learned a little about hip-hop dance.